"Dad, are we really going to adopt her?" Wang Yase couldn't quite describe how he felt; he just felt... baffled.
"No, that's not true. The little girl has no relatives or friends here, and now she has amnesia. She's so pitiful."
Tu Long suddenly became sentimental, "Anyway, the Tu Long Gang can afford to support one person, so let her stay."
"But her skill is unfathomable, so her family must be extraordinary as well," Wang Arthur said with some worry. "Could she be from some reclusive family?"
“Son, your imagination is even wilder than your dad’s.” Tu Long took another puff of his cigar. “You must have been reading too many martial arts novels.”
“This little girl has amnesia and is so young, where can we send her? We’ll adopt her for now, and if she regains her memory, we’ll send her back. Dad will also have my younger brother keep an eye out for any families who have lost children.”
Tu Long patted Wang Yase on the shoulder again, "Your mother passed away early, and your father also regrets not having a daughter."
"Dad, didn't you say Mom went abroad to study? What do you mean by 'leaving early'?" Wang Yase was stunned, and grabbed her father's arm excitedly.
"Oh dear, what I meant was that I went abroad to study early." Tu Long's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly tried to make amends, "Don't get excited, don't get excited."
—The meeting room in Wang Yase's home—
On the pristine white screen were slides that appeared to be Xia Xiang's information, and Wang Yase earnestly explained them to Xia Xiang, who was huddled up below.
“Your father is Wang Tulong, the leader of the Tulong Gang. Your mother is currently studying abroad and can't come back for the time being. And I am your only brother, my name is Wang Yase, known in the underworld as King Arthur, and I am currently in the first year of junior high school, and you…” Wang Yase paused, trying hard to suppress the corners of his mouth.
"And you, my dear little sister. You are the child prodigy of our family. You skipped grades and went straight to the first year of junior high school at the age of six, and were in the same class as your older brother."
"......" Xia Xiang, even if you didn't try to suppress the upturned corners of your mouth when you said that, I still wouldn't believe you, okay? Are you kidding me?!
She just has amnesia, not dementia! But deep down, I have a feeling that she really can do it.
Stop! She must have been a very arrogant person before! She dared to give herself that kind of confidence.
"Wang Yase, I don't remember this at all!" Xia Xiang was speechless.
Wang Yase really wanted to burst out laughing; it was so hard to hold it in. This kid's expression was quite amusing.
"You've lost your memory," Wang Yase said, taking the opportunity to ruffle her hair. "And you should call me 'brother'."
Xia Xiang looked unwilling and struggled to get away, "I haven't lost my memory, and I don't think you should be my brother."
Although she doesn't recognize this person or this place, she won't admit that she has amnesia.
"The doctor said that you deny having amnesia because of your psychological defense mechanism. Humans will not increase their risk in unfamiliar environments in order to avoid putting themselves in danger."
“I am your brother! Don’t worry, you are safe here.” Wang Yase felt a little sad, but it quickly disappeared.
"I haven't lost my memory!" Xia Xiang insisted, refusing to admit it.
Wang Yase calmed himself down, but Xia Xiang still looked stubborn.
"Okay, then tell me your name. As long as you remember your name, I'll believe you haven't lost your memory."
“I told you you’re not my brother!” Xia Xiang frowned and pondered, her mind still blank, unable to recall the names and faces of her family members.
"Sister, don't worry, your brother and father will protect you. You don't need to pretend anymore. It's okay to have amnesia. We will all be with you." Wang Yase stepped forward and hugged Xia Xiang to comfort her.
Looking at Wang Yase's confident expression, Xia Xiang felt a tightness in her chest and it took her a while to speak. "Then, what's my name? Who am I?"
"Ailuo, your name is Wang Ailuo," Wang Yase said earnestly, looking at Xia Xiang.
He was a little sad just now, but seeing this kid's expression, for some reason, he couldn't help but laugh. He probably won't die laughing!
It's so much fun to tease kids, hahaha!
Xia Xiang rolled her eyes at him. Who's Ai Luo? That's such a corny name...
“Dad said you are his little princess, so he named you after Sleeping Beauty from the fairy tale—Ailuo,” Wang Yase’s voice trembled slightly.
He would really laugh himself to death in his own home, and then, just as he predicted, the mighty King Arthur would faint and be sent to the hospital.
Xia Xiang, or rather, Wang Ailuo, was completely speechless.
"Due to emotional distress, the patient suffered a minor myocardial strain and will be hospitalized for observation." The doctor coldly recounted a long list of precautions before leaving the ward.
“…Wang Yase, you…” Wang Ailuo’s expression changed, and she felt a little uncomfortable. Her guard was lowered considerably.
Is it really necessary to get so excited? He's not as arrogant as he seems on the surface, otherwise why would he get so excited about her amnesia that he suffered a heart attack?
Wang Yase looked pale and refused to communicate. Ever since he met this brat, he had become increasingly unlucky. Apart from increasing his combat power index, nothing good had happened. Could she be some kind of jinx from outer space?
Wang Ailuo thought he was still sad, so she held his hand and silently stayed with him.
Wang Yase: There's absolutely no need for that!
——Iron Dimension——
95 Virtual Guesthouse
The Alliance Leader, Jiu Wu, the Xia family members, Hu Yanjing, and Ren Chenfeng were all anxiously waiting for the Iron Guard to report on Xia Xiang's whereabouts.
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